Akihiko Sanada [真田明彦] (
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Fifth Bell | Electric Boogaloo | Video | Evening
[Feed's on an to many, there's Akihiko there, standing infront of a mirror in what looks like a- grungy as hell, dark public bathroom. The sort of bathroom that casts everything in yellow and it's hard to say if it's the lightning in the place or just- the walls having been caked with something you don't want to know anything about.
But otherwise, it looks like a boy. Late teens, shirtless, fit. Grey, short hair, grey eyes- but the most eye catching thing is the blood down his nose and the swollen skin under his right eye. Blood even more so trailing down the side of his face from what- looks like a long slit cut open in his face along his brow. Anyone that's been hit hard enough knows the cut was probably put there on purpose. Better to drain the blood.]
[He's leaning in, using his tattoo to activate video in the mirror. Audio would've worked two but it really didn't matter. He leans to clean up his face a bit, grabbing his own jaw, taking a look at his teeth.]
I was reminded of something. [Breath heavy, still dripping in sweat. There's bandages on his hands, red seeping through at the knuckles.] I'm not sure if anyone's said anything about it yet. I really haven't been looking.
But the lightning before. [A sigh, looking a little annoyed. With good reason, that whole- ordeal was really annoying.] It wasn't just some storm. It was artificial. I figured it was a good idea to say something but it only just struck me now. Not only wasn't it artificial, but when it was happening- I-
[Stands up again, a thoughtful look on his mostly blank and battered face. He holds a cloth under his nose before lowering it and looking down at it.] I knew when it'd happen next, when it'd strike, what days.
It was like it was all planned out. Does anyone else know anymore?
[A pause, staring for a moment. Oh right.]
I guess there's been new arrivals too. Welcome. [He guesses.] You can call me Sanada.
But otherwise, it looks like a boy. Late teens, shirtless, fit. Grey, short hair, grey eyes- but the most eye catching thing is the blood down his nose and the swollen skin under his right eye. Blood even more so trailing down the side of his face from what- looks like a long slit cut open in his face along his brow. Anyone that's been hit hard enough knows the cut was probably put there on purpose. Better to drain the blood.]
[He's leaning in, using his tattoo to activate video in the mirror. Audio would've worked two but it really didn't matter. He leans to clean up his face a bit, grabbing his own jaw, taking a look at his teeth.]
I was reminded of something. [Breath heavy, still dripping in sweat. There's bandages on his hands, red seeping through at the knuckles.] I'm not sure if anyone's said anything about it yet. I really haven't been looking.
But the lightning before. [A sigh, looking a little annoyed. With good reason, that whole- ordeal was really annoying.] It wasn't just some storm. It was artificial. I figured it was a good idea to say something but it only just struck me now. Not only wasn't it artificial, but when it was happening- I-
[Stands up again, a thoughtful look on his mostly blank and battered face. He holds a cloth under his nose before lowering it and looking down at it.] I knew when it'd happen next, when it'd strike, what days.
It was like it was all planned out. Does anyone else know anymore?
[A pause, staring for a moment. Oh right.]
I guess there's been new arrivals too. Welcome. [He guesses.] You can call me Sanada.
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pretend not blushing :^U
It could've been, I can't think of any other way it would've been controlled. Unfortunately, while the information I have can be useful, it might just make more questions.
[A pause.] I'm still a bit new to how the nanites work myself.
plays the pretend not blushing game!!!
[ But what he's said has been useful. ]
It's likely they were all guided attacks. I can't see what for right now... what the hope in putting people out of their minds was other than exactly that. Rendering people ineffective by making them forget who they are, and giving them a completely new directive.
I can do this.
[He certainly wouldn't know where to start.]
Sounds like something any anti-ImPort group might want to do. After all, if we don't have the mind enough to function as we are, we're not going to be able to use our abilities to help anyone. But- wouldn't that just make things more dangerous?
you are a champion
In the meantime, it's worth asking your new roommate for his thoughts on the matter.
I certainly am, and so is Aki, not that telling him is necessary, he's quite aware
Yeah. Probably the best thing I can do. Shouldn't be too difficult for him, he at least knows where to look. [Like, in his own body. Or other people. Finding someone to be a guinea pig shouldn't be too hard.]
then I'll just tell you instead YOU ARE THE CHAMPION
I'll take your word on that.
pulls at FACE U ARE TOO GOOD 2 ME
Won't know myself till I say something, but sure.
/rolls into a katamari ball of delight
makes a star out of you
im part of the skiiiiiiiiies now
We can't believe it. Is this possible? Is this allowed? Perfect. It is a perfect fit.
does this make me a giant burning ball of gas though that's kind of nice in a chemically reactive wa
It sounds romantic to me
it makes me think fondly of pumbaa
I've been Pumbaa all along.
I am now in shocked awe
Anyway... thank you again for sharing what you learned. It's useful information.
Trufax, Pumbaa plays a jerk boxer, loudmouthed mamas boy, and a gross murder clown.
Pumbaa is basically a hero is what I'm hearing
Well yes.
ooc cant you tell
/such awesome warthogness/
ooc this is the only appropriate response
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